Anyways can we just talk about the fact that even though Riley gave Maya up, she still told Auggie not to tell Maya that it was difficult for her. Like she was still going to hide her feelings. She’s such a precious smol bean protect her.
“What? Riley gave her up even though she honestly didn’t want to? It was difficult for her?” Me:
(I made this a few weeks ago when I was just getting into gifs on Tumblr and I forget where I got this gif from. If anyone knows who’s gif this is please tag them to give them credit. I’ve searched and searched but I can’t find them. Thank you!)
set in tenth grade, riley and lucas broke up at the end of ninth grade
Riley wasn’t really sure what was happening. She’d never kissed a girl before, in fact she’d never kissed anybody other Lucas.
They had just been lying there, in her bed. It was dark, and their legs were tangled together underneath the covers. Riley’s nighttime music was playing quietly in the background, a random compilation of relaxing folk songs, and the rain was thundering down outside.
They’d been so close, Riley could feel Maya’s breath. Their eyes were locked each other, but it was a gentle, peaceful kind of staring, that made Riley’s heart speed up and feel so warm and whole at the same time.
Then her eyes had left Maya, and she found herself looking at her lips, for only a moment before she moved ever so closer and gently put her lips on Maya’s.
It wasn’t long and heated, it was quick and fleeting, nervous. It was a question.
Maya barely had time to respond, before Riley’s lips left hers.
They looked at each other, hearts racing.
“Riley?” Maya murmured.
“Kiss me again,” she requested softly.
Riley felt a smile creep onto her face, her eyes sparkling.
She closed the tiny space between them, pressing her lips tentatively to Maya’s.
And it was the strangest, most wonderful feeling in the world, kissing her. This was uncharted territory for the two of them, the only part of their relationship they’d never discussed, a seemingly bizarre dream kept in the back of their minds.
And yet here they were, kissing, and it was real and beautiful. Riley could feel Maya’s lips, her tongue, her chest pressing against Riley’s, their noses bumping into each, her hand in Maya’s tangled hair, her other hand interlocked with Maya’s, their fingers entwined.
After what felt like a lifetime, the finally stopped. They looked each other, both slightly unsure, but with so much love in each heart.
“Riley,” Maya caressed Riley’s cheek lightly with the back of her fingers.
“Yes, Peaches,” Riley whispered, a small smile on her face.
“What does this make us now?”
Riley leant forward, and kissed Maya quickly, their lips just brushing, mimicking the first kiss.